He does not touch my heart any more.
Sunshine were those days when he was mine
I flowered in many ways, when he was mine,
But the sun went down, and in the gloom
Those flowers whither, no fresh ones bloom
for he does not touch my heart again.
My days are blighted nights today
Howe'er I try sunlight will not stay,
Neon lights dispel the dark
but in them there's no warmth, they are too stark
to give me life, to keep me tied to shores
for now he does not touch my heart any more.
Sunshine were those days when he was mine
I flowered in many ways, when he was mine,
But the sun went down, and in the gloom
Those flowers whither, no fresh ones bloom
for he does not touch my heart again.
My days are blighted nights today
Howe'er I try sunlight will not stay,
Neon lights dispel the dark
but in them there's no warmth, they are too stark
to give me life, to keep me tied to shores
for now he does not touch my heart any more.
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